I didn’t see Cindy again until Monday at school. She was friendly but never mentioned our date. I became convinced that I was just another check mark on the list of boys she had teased. I couldn’t complain. I had felt the naked tits of the hottest girl in school and sucked her nipples. That memory alone would provide hours and hours of masturbation fantasies. 

On Thursday, Cindy stopped me in the hallway and asked if I could come over to her house to study for our World History exam. I didn’t know what to think. I figured she was using me to get a better grade, but I didn’t care. Just being in her presence would be worth it. That afternoon I showed up at her front door, history book in hand. Cindy wore a pair of white pedal pushers and a red knit top that stretched across her shapely tits. She greeted me with a punch in the arm.

“I’ve been waiting for you to ask me out again. I don’t want to spend the weekend all by myself, and I’m certainly not going out with that creep Bobby Parker even though he keeps asking. All he wanted to do last time was grope me, but I wouldn’t let him.” 

That’s not the story Bobby was telling everyone in the locker room, but I didn’t say anything. I was trying to recover from the shock that Cindy wanted to go on a second date.

“Uh, well, I’ve been busy with work,” I stuttered. “But I’m free Saturday. Would you like to go to the movies?”

Cindy rubbed her chin like she was considering my offer. She finally smiled and threw her arms around me in a big hug.

“Okay. I accept. Let’s go to my room. We can study there.”

I followed her down the hall, watching her ass cheeks move back and forth against the tight material covering them. Her bedroom was decorated with a collection of dolls like she was still in grade school. Her twin bed was against the wall. It had a canopy and a frilly bed cover with purple flowers. An array of stuffed animals was piled on the pillows.

“We can study up here,” Cindy suggested, climbing onto the bed.

Cindy kicked off her shoes and sat with her back to the wall and her knees pulled up. I joined her on the bed. She snuggled close and pulled my arm around her shoulder.

“You know what? I don’t feel like studying. I feel like kissing.”

She leaned closer and pressed her lips to mine. My hand went to her waist and slowly inched its way up her body. Cindy lifted her arm, encouraging me to touch her breast. My fingers squeezed and fondled the soft tissue through her knit top. I was pretty sure she wasn’t wearing a bra. Cindy took my hand and moved it under her top, confirming my suspicion. She moaned into my mouth as my fingers fondled the warm skin of her naked breast. It pulsed with life. My heart was pounding with excitement. I rubbed my thumb across her nipple. 

“Yes,” she whispered.

I rolled the hard nub between my thumb and forefinger. Cindy gasped. Her hand dropped to my thigh and slid over my bulge. She rubbed her fingers across its length. I continued to fondle her tits and pinch her nipples. She squeezed me. My poor cock couldn’t take much more. I was about to cum in my pants for the second time. Just before I lost it she pulled her hand away.

“Let’s kiss lying down. It’ll be more comfortable.”

We slid down on the bed, lying side by side, and resumed kissing. Cindy pushed me onto my back. She pulled herself on top, straddling me in such a manner that her pussy pressed against my throbbing cock. She sat up and pulled the red knit top over her head. She crossed her arms in front of her breasts.

“You can’t tell anyone I let you see them,” Cindy said with a serious look on her face.

I had squeezed and kissed her breasts, but I had never seen them in their full glory. Cindy dropped her arms. They were more than incredible. I gazed like a hungry dog at the two ripe melons hanging majestically from her chest. Light brown areolas puffed out from the lily white flesh. Two erect nipples pointed slightly upward. I stared at them with an awestruck look on my face. 

“I hope you like them,” she said, cupping the pear-shaped beauties with her hands. “They’re not very big, nothing like Kathy Brown’s.”

They were plenty big in my book. Besides, she was not making a fair comparison. Kathy Brown was by far the most top-heavy girl in school.

“Take off your shirt,” she said.

I quickly ripped the shirt from my body. Cindy slid her hands across my stomach and chest. She even rubbed my nipples with her fingertips. I was surprised at how sensitive they were. Then she leaned forward and pressed her lips to mine. I felt the warmth of her naked breasts pressing against my skin. Her hard nipples dug into my chest. My hands slid down her back and pulled her closer. Her pussy was grinding against my cock. She slid her lips to my neck. Her moans got louder. Her grinding became more intense. 

“Oh… oh… oh… yes… yes… yes… uuunnggghhh…mmmppphhh…”

I felt her body stiffen. Cindy dug her fingers into my shoulders. She bucked against me in a series of spasms, squealing and shrieking like she was in pain. She finally collapsed forward onto my body, still trembling. I was so close to losing it that I was seeing stars. Just in the nick of time she rolled off me and rested her head on my chest, trying to catch her breath.

“Wow,” she gasped. “I just had a climax.”

I knew that a climax was the female version of what happened when I shot my load. It couldn’t be the same though. Certainly girls didn’t shoot like men. I found it ironic that she had just “cum in her pants” and was telling me about it. I wasn’t about to tell her I had done it the first time we were together, or how close I had come to doing it again.

“I’ve never had one so powerful, and never with a boy. It was just like Betsy said it would be, like, I don’t know, like a feeling of bliss with everything swirling out of control.”

Cindy rubbed her hand across my stomach as she lay there with her head on my chest. My poor cock was pushing against the front of my pants in a desperate attempt to escape. She looked down. Her hand moved over my bulge, gently rubbing it.

“Does, um, it hurt? I mean when it’s like that. You know, hard when you’re wearing pants. It doesn’t look very comfortable.”

Yes, I wanted to say. It is damned uncomfortable, and it will stay that way until I shoot my load, which I need to do in the worst way, and if you keep rubbing it like that, I will be spewing in my pants in no time. All I was able to manage was a grunt.  

“Can I see it?”

It took a few seconds for me to comprehend what she had asked. Did she really want to see my cock? I wondered how many others she had seen and how mine would compare. As these thoughts raced through my mind, Cindy unfastened my belt. Next went my zipper. I helped her push down my pants and briefs. My hard cock bounced free.

“Wow. It’s beautiful,” she exclaimed excitedly. “And so big and hard. It has kind of like a helmet on top.”

Cindy was acting like this was the first cock she had ever seen. She smiled at me with those big brown eyes and then looked back at my cock. She reached out with her hand. Her fingertips brushed against my hard flesh. My cock pulsed, releasing a small trickle of pre-cum. Her eyes got bigger.

“Did… did you just shoot? I thought there was supposed to be more stuff, at least that’s what Betsy said.”

Apparently Betsy was the authority of all things sexual.

“Um, no, it, um, leaks sometimes before, you know.”

This conversation was getting a little uncomfortable. She ran a finger across my knob and through the sticky fluid. She continued to trace down my shaft, exploring the ridges and veins. Cindy finally wrapped her hand around me and gently squeezed with her fingers.

“It feels so alive. I’ve never given a handjob, but Betsy told me how to do it. Tell me if I’m doing it wrong.”

I didn’t think there was any way she could do it wrong. Her hand moved up and down in slow, gentle strokes. She looked at me with those big brown innocent eyes. She smiled and turned her head back to concentrate on the task she was performing. If this was her first hand-job she could have fooled me. Her fist moved faster. She gripped me more firmly.

“Is it going to shoot?” Cindy asked. “How will I know?”

The question was too late. Every ounce of energy in my body rushed to my groin. My balls shrunk. My cock swelled. I closed my eyes and grunted. A powerful geyser of hot cum spewed from the tip like a rocket. I lifted off the bed, thrusting my cock up through her fingers. She held me tightly as spurt after spurt continued to blast out from the tip. It seemed to go on forever.

“Wow! That was so much stuff,” Cindy said excitedly.

I opened my eyes and looked up at Cindy. She was smiling at me like a little girl on Christmas morning. Her hand was wrapped around my drained cock. Cum oozed over her fingers. Some had streaked up her right arm. The majority of my huge load was all over my stomach and chest. Cindy pulled her sticky fingers from my cock and examined them closely. She even lifted them to her nose and sniffed.

“So this is the stuff that makes babies. That is so cool. And I made you do it, shoot, I mean. It’s like magic. I better go clean-up. I’ll be right back.”

Cindy returned with a wet towel so I could wipe the mess off my stomach and chest. Then she snuggled her topless body against mine. We kissed some more. My mouth trailed down to her neck. Cindy rolled onto her back and guided my lips to her nipple. I sucked it into my mouth and swirled my tongue over the hard tip.

“Yes,” she moaned, running her fingers through my hair.

I moved to the other nipple. My hand was resting on her stomach, inching its way lower. Cindy reached down and unzipped her pedal pushers. She took my hand and pushed it into her panties. My fingers slid through the soft curls of her pubic hair to the moist folds of her pussy. Cindy guided my fingertip to a tiny protrusion poking out from the top of her slit.

“Right there,” she gasped. “Rub me there.”

My finger moved in circles around the tiny nub. Cindy was frantically humping against me.

“Ooohhh… ooohhh… aaahhh…” 

She threw her head back and squealed. Her body shook violently. I continued to rub her with my finger. I bit down gently on her nipple, sending her into another series of spasms. Her body twisted and jerked back and forth on the bed.  She grabbed my hand and guided my middle finger between her folds. It slipped inside her. Her pussy felt so warm and tight and pulsing with life.

“Move it,” she gasped.

I pumped my finger in and out of her tight cunt. She moved against me. My head was spinning. My cock was throbbing. My finger went faster and faster. It made faint squishing sounds from all the juices sloshing around inside her. Her thighs opened and closed around my hand. 

“Oh… oh… oh god… aaaggghhh… uuunnnggghhh…”

Cindy lifted her ass off the bed. Her fingers dug into the skin of my arm. Her body trembled and jerked and bucked. A gush of warm sticky fluid oozed out of her pussy and seeped onto my hand. I continued fucking her with my finger until she couldn’t stand it anymore. She rolled onto her back, still shaking from the experience.

“What are you doing to me?” Cindy said after catching her breath. “I thought my insides were going to explode.”

 She looked down at my poor throbbing cock poking up from between my thighs. She wrapped her hand around it. 

“How long will it take before you can shoot again? Betsy said it would take a while because guys have to reload. Is that true?”

Not with you, I thought.

“Um, it depends.”

She giggled. “It’s leaking again.”

I couldn’t believe what she did next. Cindy moved the knob of my cock to her nipple and rubbed the leaking tip across the hard nub. She repeated the same thing with her other nipple. My cock jumped with excitement.

“Betsy said some girls use their mouths to make it shoot, and that guys really like it that way. Is that true?”

Was I dreaming? All I could do was mumble.

“Um, uh, yeah. Maybe.”

“Would you get upset if I tried it? You know, putting it in my mouth.”

I almost blew my load when she said that and would have if I hadn’t already cum once. I nodded. Cindy smiled, then leaned down and kissed the tip. My cock jumped. Cindy giggled. She pushed out her tongue and licked my knob. Her lips parted. They slid down my shaft, squeezing tightly as I pushed into her warm, wet mouth. She let go with her hand and took me deeper. Her tongue swirled across my hard flesh. She moved up and down my length again and again.

I stared at the face of the most beautiful girl in school with her lips wrapped tightly around my hard cock. Nothing had ever come close to the pleasure I was feeling. I was about to lose it when she pulled away and looked at me with those big brown innocent eyes, wrapping her fingers around my cock.

“Am I doing it right?”

How the fuck could she possibly be doing it wrong?

“Uh huh,” I mumbled.

She smiled. I noticed she had a hand inside her pedal pushers. She was fingering her pussy. Her lips slid back down my shaft. My cock plunged deep into her mouth. She bobbed her head up and down faster and faster, making loud sucking and slurping sounds. Spit poured from her lips and dribbled down my shaft. I tried to warn her that I was about to shoot.

“I… I… I’m gonna…”

It was too late. My cock exploded into her mouth. A steady stream of hot cum sprayed from the tip. It drooled from her lips and oozed down my shaft. Spurt after spurt continued to fill her mouth. Cindy’s hand was frantically moving inside her pedal pushers. She stiffened. Her body shook and trembled. Her lips tightened around me. I finished and collapsed, drained and exhausted. Cindy kept me in her mouth until her climax ended. She finally pulled away, cum drooling from her lips. I looked at her.

“I… I’m sorry. I didn’t mean…”

Cindy put her fingers over my mouth to shut me up, the same ones that had been inside her pussy only moments earlier. 

“Shhh… it’s okay. Really.”

I barely heard her. The smell of pussy filled my nostrils. I stuck out my tongue and tasted the juices coating her fingers. Cindy pushed them into my mouth. I sucked them clean. A loud voice  from down the hall snapped me back to reality. 

“Cindy, I’m home.”

“Shit,” Cindy swore. “Mom’s home early. You need to go out the window. Hurry.”

Cindy ran into the bathroom she shared with her sister. I climbed out the window and shut it just as her mom came into the room.